Chapter 102 Attack in the restaurant

Dongshi Shenji wine shop.

A Taoist man in a worn Taoist robe was sitting next to a food table not far from the entrance. In front of him was a plate of fried orchid beans, a pot of wine, a cup, and a pair of bamboo chopsticks. On the ground next to him was a cloth of "elixir". Flags, rattles and a dirty shawl. There are temples and Taoist temples everywhere in Chang'an City, and no one pays attention to this wandering Taoist priest who carries banners and bells and sells plasters.

Qiao Hai took a sip from the wine glass and put a fried orchid bean in his mouth. Well, it was quite fragrant.

On the round stage in front of them, two eclectic performers were telling a story about a gold medal title. One person took the exam for many years before he passed the exam. His relatives and friends of those forces changed their faces, and they were amused. Qiao Hai laughed like the other guests.

In such a lively market restaurant, eating side dishes and drinking thin wine, Qiao Hai was in a trance for a moment. If he and his senior brother hadn't been favored by King Zhao, this is how they are now, right?

When my senior brother was critically ill the year before, he still remembered the old days when he was digging wild vegetables in the mountains and fishing for fish in the river, which seemed to be nostalgic. Qiao Hai felt that the senior brother had the right to do so. After all, he once stood beside the late emperor. In a word, the situation in the court was changing, and when he was walking on the road, the royal family and ministers avoided him. Except that he failed to help King Zhao upright in the end, he had no regrets in this life.

As for himself, Qiao Hai looked at this Shenji liquor store. He had never imagined that fate would be tied to such a liquor store. If it is successful, after the king ascends the throne, in terms of merits and deeds, he is naturally a high-ranking official and rich, and his scenery is the same.

Qiao Hai thought of King Zhao's fourth son, Li Xianlai, and couldn't help frowning...

A well-dressed young man came in, followed by a few lavish servants.

The steward stepped forward to say hello.

As the young man walked to the second floor, he smiled and said, "On the day of the Zhuding Banquet, you will leave me a big private room. Although not a scholar of today, a certain and friends are willing to witness such a grand event."

The steward smiled and said, "Then Langjun will choose one today. There are not many private rooms left. Six rooms have been booked, and there are only three rooms left."

The young man frowned and glanced at the figure in the old Taoist robe, either intentionally or unintentionally, "Are there so many people?"

"Look at what Langjun said, who doesn't want to see such a grand event? When the time comes, the long silk title..." The steward accompanied the young Langjun to the second floor.

Qiao Hai took another sip of wine, three rooms... that's enough. This kind of thing is about being unexpected and unprepared. When the emperor comes out in a small order, he will not bring many people around.

At the door, Shen Ji's little lady came in together with the gentleman of the Hua Cake Shao family.

When passing by, Qiao Hai heard that Shao Langjun smiled and said, "I read the account book, maybe, next year, you can buy the other business by the Weishui River."

The little lady smiled and said: "The cabbage by the Weishui River is good, then pick the freshest and tenderest cabbage to make milk soup..."

Josh smiled.

Time passed quickly in the planning and planning of all parties, and the day of Zhu Dingyan finally came.

A lot of scholars really came, and there were many ordinary diners inside and outside the restaurant to join in the fun. The people of Chang'an were always interested in this elegant and lively.

Butler Qin personally served the pen and ink. The scholars smugly wrote their names on the long silk hanging on the outer wall of the wine shop, and walked into the wine shop with the blessing of the steward and the attention of the public.

At the time of the auspicious moment, Steward Qin said two opening words, and then handed over the field to the talented and virtuous men who had been selected in advance by the scholars. How this virtuous person does not know, but the talent is real, he first narrates, and then sings and speaks, every word is pearly, and Bingbing is stunned. The owner of the restaurant, the lady Shen and Shao Langjun, just squinted and smiled from the outside.

Qiao Hai sat on a corner of the second floor by the railing, glanced at the private room, saw the diners, the stewards, and his own people in the lobby, and then set his eyes on the door, that person hadn't appeared.

Qiao Hai's heart seemed to be tied to a strand of hair, shaking and shaking. wonder if the emperor will come, and will he be able to kill him in one fell swoop in the tavern?

Even if he couldn't kill him in one fell swoop, Qiao Hai comforted himself. There were still Uighurs in ambush near Chema City, and there were people of his own at the palace gate. Qiao Hai narrowed his eyes, since he left the palace, he doesn't want to go back alive!

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, the scholars each introduced their place of origin, name, age, and general. When the curtain was lifted, it was Qin Xiang, the commander of the forbidden army! He bowed his body diligently to clear the way for the person beside him, who was surrounded by a hood and cloak, showing a pair of beautiful eyebrows.

Yes, yes...that's him! Qiao Hai had seen the emperor twice, and he was quite handsome, especially his eyes.

Qiao Hai winked at his own people and nodded slightly. The invisible string in the store was stretched to the extreme.

One of the emperor's attendants walked to a table table not far from the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, and begged the guest who had been sitting there earlier to change his seat.

The emperor sat down, only his back could be seen from Qiao Hai's point of view. There were guards on the second floor, some guarded on the first floor, and two or three checked the situation in the private room. The emperor pointed to the position opposite him, Qin Xiang gave in and sat down in the end. It seems that the emperor's favor on Qin Xiang is not a lie.

Observing the emperor and Qin Xiang, Qiao Hai was not worried about the affairs in the private room.

The patriarch took the recipe, and the emperor flipped through it, and could vaguely hear that he ordered milk soup pot, mutton, fish and tofu, etc. The patriarch bowed and went downstairs with the recipe.

The last time Xu Shi showed Xingzang, the emperor never took off his hood and cloak.

The gentlemen downstairs have already taken their seats, waiting for the empty seats to start teasing them.

"The people who come to this Zhuding Banquet today are all important ministers in the future." A miscellaneous actor said humanely.

Another miscellaneous actor said: "I'm more important, not much lighter than the grinding plate." He said that he compared his waist.

"...I mean, they are all Dingchen."

The other hesitated, "Ah, I'm probably from this milk soup..."

Full of laughter. The emperor laughed too.

That's it! Josh waved.

A long dart flew towards the emperor - only to be blown away by another arrow from the beam.

Qiao Hai was shocked.

In an instant, the people who were ambushed by Qiao Hai in the lobby on the first floor and on the second floor all moved, and the assassins hidden in the private room rushed out. Qiao Hai's people fought together.

Originally, the private rooms that Qiao Hai had been visited and those reserved by others, old or young, rich or noble, rushed out of more people and blocked Qiao Hai's people in the private room door. One of the "little lady" "A long sword made it fast and ruthless, and a middle-aged man who looked like a tuberculosis and a ghost threw a powerful punch.

How could Qiao Hai not know? This is an ambush!

Before sitting not far from the emperor, a businessman dressed as Hu shouted to the crowd of people who were walking around in a hurry: "Catch the traitor! The idle people are waiting and crouching aside!"

After hearing these words, ordinary diners who just had six gods and no masters crouched down and hid in places such as the counters beside the table, the wall, and the like.

The emperor stood there without saying a word, while Qin Xiang stood in front of the emperor and waited with many guards.

Looking at his side who was clearly at a disadvantage, Qiao Hai knew that he couldn't get any good here today. In this kind of battle situation, the focus is on "conspiracy". The opponent anticipates that it will be first, and ambushed the archers on the beams. The number of people who ambushed several times more than themselves in the elegant room and the scattered seat. During the war, the terrain was used to pinpoint the timing. If you block your own people in the private room and "catch turtles in the urn", you have taken advantage of the right time, place and people. How can you not be defeated?

Qiao Hai stared at the "Hu Shang", wondering which general in the court was defeated. The "Hu Shang" also looked at him, made a gesture, and several people surrounded Qiao Hai.

"Qiao Gong, go to the window!" Several of Qiao Hai's cronies were still guarding him.

But how to go?

The opponent's sword was resting on his neck. Qiao Hai took a look and saw that there were not even one of his own.

For a moment, the dust settled in the restaurant.

The man in command pulled the whiskers and fake eyebrows on his face, revealing very clear eyebrows. Although he was still wearing a fur coat and a beard hat, Qiao Hai also recognized that it was clearly Beijing Zhao Shaoyin Lin Yan!

Qiao Hai smiled miserably, never expecting that he would follow in the footsteps of Zheng Er and so on...

Lin Yan stepped forward and saluted the "Emperor", "Your Majesty was shocked."

"Lin Shaoyin, don't be too polite, this king hasn't experienced such a fun thing for a long time."

Qiao Hai slightly opened his eyes, and yes, since it was a conspiracy, how could the emperor take such a risk? That's a stand-in, of course.

And the only one who can talk like that is the unruly King Heyang.

The corners of King Heyang's mouth were slightly upturned, and he was quite graceful when he didn't speak. This great king is a special existence among the princes of the various clans in Beijing. For example, his identity is that he is the emperor's only living brother; another example is his temperament, which is so absurd and a bunch of male favorites. The most favored is a seller of Hu cakes, so there is a joke in Beijing, "A daughter can be a concubine, but a boy is not allowed." Another example is his relationship with the emperor. The king has also been at ease.

Although the King of Heyang had "such a problem", he respected Lin Yan and other scholars and officials very much, and some people were not to be molested. In front of this person, King Heyang added another sentence in his heart, if there is anything with him, I am afraid that he is the one below... Such a person should be left to Brother A for use in the court.

The attendant beside Lin Yan handed a water bottle to King Heyang, King Heyang frowned, sprinkled some chicken blood on his chest, tilted his head to look at Qin Xiang, sighed, and wiped his face smoothly.

Qin Xiang smiled helplessly and let him smear, "The slave and the maid support the king."

Qin Xiang, who watched a beautiful ambush battle, smiled and said to Lin Yan, "I'll ask Lin Shaoyin here."

Lin Yan nodded solemnly and saluted them.

Qin Xiang didn't like these ministers in the court, especially the ministers who came from the nobility, showing a bit of arrogance in their bones. In their eyes, even if they are high and powerful, they are afraid that they are not even soil. . At this time, Lin Shaoyin's outlook has changed somewhat, arrogance is naturally arrogant, but he is popular, caring, and practical.

Just after the battle was over, everyone was still in shock, and the person who seemed to be His Majesty had already clutched his chest and left with the imperial guards.

Looking at the back of King Heyang, Qiao Hai closed his eyes in despair. Those Hu people who were in ambush might not be safe. They arranged for him to be in the palace ban. If the emperor returned alive, the person responsible for the final killing would not be safe. The other party expected everything. I just wish Shirou could escape.

Lin Yan walked over slowly and asked with a smile, "Dude Qing Miao Fu Yuan Zhenren's junior brother Qiao Gong?"

Joey opened his eyes.